This is a song about "Left"

I got a lot on my mind

All the people you left behind.

I stop and stare at the younger

I left for one summer,

Your family is left wondering why

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

That was good shit, is there any left

Half your body laying on my chest

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Promises that had us left assured

His ego left bloated

Saying they this and that

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt